"I won't ask anyway, don't expect me to bring it up."
"I'm only waiting for the day when he confesses on his own, if it weren't for the fact that I like him, I wouldn't even cook for him," Xue Yuantong declared righteously.
Xue Chuchu automatically ignored most of the firmness in her words and quickly identified the key point:
"Jiang Ning is usually very busy."
Xue Chuchu had been at Xue Yuantong's house for a few days and noticed that Jiang Ning often disappeared without a trace, his whereabouts mysterious.
"Does he have relatives in the city?"
"Perhaps. When he moved into my place, someone even helped him tidy up his room." Xue Yuantong reminisced about the past with a hint of melancholy. At that time, she saw Jiang Ning simply as an ordinary tenant who could help lighten the load for her family.
After listening, Xue Chuchu said, "He must have gone to his relative's place in the city."
The two of them started chatting back and forth.
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